I know when the words don’t flow, when I stare at the blank screen and there’s nothing I want to write, it is time for a rest.
It is time to go out to the garden, one of my sanctuaries, and simply be. Watch the butterflies. Touch the grass. Listen to the hum of the bumblebees.
This feels like a waste of time especially as I have no time to waste and so many things to do.
But it is needed. Just as we need space to move, we need rest to think.
It is as necessary as air, as water, as life.
Rest if you need to rest, my friends. Feed your brain.
